Word: pianos
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Dates: during 1870-1879
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...Berthold Tours. "Little darling, sleep again" (Cradle Song), by Arthur Sullivan. Coming (Song) and Shadow (Song), by George L. Osgood. Star, Rose, and Thorn (Song), by Richard Heard. The Rescued Colors (Song), by Campana. Idylle, by Rafael Joseffy. Pokcaha (Grand March), by F. Mnhkyca. L'Eclair (Cornet and Piano), Halevy...
PROFESSOR PAINE has given the second and third of his piano recitals; the one took place on Thursday evening, the 10th, and the other on Tuesday evening, the 15th. He may well feel flattered by his audiences, for to make one's way through the Yard in a violent rain, even during daylight, is a hazardous undertaking, as we know from bitter experience; and on a dark night the paths, if discovered at all, are far from inviting. Notwithstanding, however, the most unfavorable weather, Boylston Hall was filled, even the aisle-steps being used for seats. We are still confident...
...that even Sanders Theatre would not present many empty floor seats at a free recital given by a musician of Professor Paine's eminence. We regard it as the duty of Mr. Paine, the representative musician of the community, to employ this opportunity of enabling the public to hear piano-forte music of a high order. Be that as it may, these of us who do attend could then, at least, enjoy the concert under more favorable conditions. Boylston Hall must either be oppressively close and warm, especially in the back part, or those sitting in that part...
THEY have a piano in the gymnasium at Williams, and they speak of it as one of the gymnasium's properties. Perhaps the Williams students practise calisthenics to the sound of soft music. The Athenaeum also tells us that college students are typical grumblers. For an aphorism this is good...
...Sophomoric courage. Up came a wrathy Senior, and informed me that he should practise on his cornet as much as he pleased, and that if I did n't like it I could move. And this was not the worst; a Freshy overhead was lucky enough to have a piano, and banged 'Whoa! Emma,' and other Freshmanic ditties on it all day long, accompanying a chorus of some twenty classmates. I could n't study at all, with so much noise to distract my thoughts from Italian Grammar and Natural History; result, an average of forty and one fifteenth...